Number PleaseWritten by Suzanne Fischer of The Henry Ford Thursday, 08 October 2009 15:06 NUMBER PLEASE | THE HENRY FORD | THINGS TO DO | VISIT DETROIT
54! That’s how many telephones are now on exhibit in the Henry Ford Museum. The exhibit is one of our new “collections platforms,” a new way to spotlight some of our under-the radar-collections.
Early phones included a battery, a magneto for signaling (powered by a crank), and a ringer, so though the candlestick desk phones on exhibit might look small, each would have a companion ringer box hanging on the wall, or discreetly tucked under a desk.
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Welcome To The VelodromeWritten by Megan Pennefather Monday, 24 August 2009 09:29 WELCOME TO THE VELODROME
After reaching a certain speed, using words to describe the feeling is just absurd.
Maybe it's being able to hear the wind in your head, to swim in the air, to cut through it with enough speed that your mind falls back and your body becomes its own energy field. Maybe it's the thrill of finding other riders who feel similarly inclined to race around the track fast enough, all melting together, turning the track into a great big whirling dervish sputtering bits of electricity and life.
Or maybe it's just a blast. Whatever. The fact is, in its seven years of existence, the Velodrome has emerged as one of the great little American stories, one built on volunteer effort, passion, and the ineluctably human quest to have loads of fun for little money.
The Velodrome opened officially in May 2002, one of only 20 Olympic-grade tracks in the world. It was designed by Dale Hughes, a Rochester resident and one of only a few people in the world who are paid to design and build Velodromes.
He built the Velodrome for the 1996 Olympic Summer Games in Atlanta, and several others scattered around the world. In other words, this track is for real – a tried and true champion maker. Most Friday nights, Hughes can be found perched on the spectator hill above the track, shouting out encouragement and advice to that evening's racers, who range from teenage to middle age.
One of them is Danielle Mullis, the Rochester eighth-grader who, over the July 4th weekend, took the gold medal in the USA Cycling Junior Track National Championships in Carson City, Calif. It was a little over a year ago that she and her younger brother Luke, curious about the Velodrome, first visited with their father, Nigel Mullis.
"Once my kids came, they really got the bug," says Nigel, who also rides in the Velodrome's weekly races. "It's a lot safer than riding on the road."
Big Day Prep ShowdownWritten by Kurt Kosmowski Friday, 21 August 2009 12:42 BIG DAY PREP SHOWDOWN | DETROIT SPORTS | VISIT DETROITWhen the leaves begin to fall and high school football season opens in Michigan, local fans know to head to Eastern Michigan University’s Rynearson Stadium for what has become an annual tradition – the Big Day Prep Showdown.
The World in Two Square MilesWritten by Catherine Gasior Thursday, 11 June 2009 16:07 HAMTRAMCK | CULTURE | DIVERSITY | VISIT DETROIT | dETROIT MICHIGAN
With the economy not being in the best shape, many people don’t have the luxury to travel as much. However, one trip to the small town of Hamtramck visitors can experience a taste of the world.
Take Me Out to the Ball GameWritten by Sarah Edwards Thursday, 11 June 2009 15:59 DETROIT TIGERS | COMERICA PARK | DETROIT SPORTS | VISIT dETROIT
Nothing says warm weather and good times in The D like going to a Tiger’s game at Comerica Park. For many here in metro Detroit, a Tiger’s game is something of a tradition. Families spend their mornings prepping the kids with SPF 50 sun block, and twenty-somethings head over to their favorite watering hole like Bookies, the Town Pump, or The Old Shillelagh to get the victory party started early. ![]() Whether it’s your first game of the season or your first game ever, you can’t help but feel in awe at this festival of the senses. As you head towards the main entrance, the 15-foot tall tiger statue greets you as you enter through the tall blue gates and into the park. Once inside, your first sight is the vast green outfield amidst the throngs of the crowd. There is a sea of Tiger fans of all ages, all proudly displaying their personal collection of blue, orange, white and old English “D” paraphernalia. You smell the hotdogs, popcorn and cotton candy alluring your taste buds to wander over and sample the wares. No time to wait in line now- the first pitch is about to be thrown! As you make your way down to find your seat, you touch the freshly painted hand rail that has seen more than three million people in the past eight years. You hear the theme song for each player, then the crack of the bat – the ball whizzes past the shortstop and your man goes for a double. Then you hear the groans and yells from disgruntled fans after bad calls- he was safe! Minutes later, you hear the ominous roar of the tiger as every run touches home plate. There’s no more denying your urges when the man making his way up and down the aisle selling delicious Americana classics. You taste the hot dogs, the salty peanuts, and the ice cold beer while you smell the dust rising up from the infield as a Tiger steals third. After the Tigers bat in the fifth inning, it is the perfect time to go for a walk and experience the rest of the park. Steering towards the shop, you can’t help but touch the t-shirts and jerseys, the cute teddy bears, and the fuzzy tiger-ear headband that your four-year-old niece would love. Before you know it, you are back in your seat—at least the edge of it anyway. The Tigers have their closing pitcher on the mound, making sure their lead is secure. The crowd is silent, then cacophonous after the victory has been achieved! The GM Fountain bursts with excitement behind center field as there is a unified feeling of joy for our boys as they send us all home with a smile on our face. The crowds file out of the park, laughing down the street on their way to their cars or the local restaurants to continue the victory celebration. Music blares from somewhere off in the distance, and you can’t help but look up and revel at the skyscrapers and beautiful architecture that surround you and breathe in the warm night air.
Indulge your senses and experience summer in The D! Go Comedy, Go! ... In FerndaleWritten by Kirk Vanderbeek Tuesday, 10 March 2009 23:28 The progressively expanding artistic community of Ferndale is one that steadily rings with the clinking of pint glasses in any number of hip hangouts; and it's a city that often reverberates with the sound of clanging guitars and beating drums. But for the last few months, a new sound has been added into this mix: the sound of uproarious yucks. Or guffaws. Or how ever else you snort with laughter. And it emanates, of all places, from a remodeled Secretary of State office (not a destination known for inducing mirth) on East Nine Mile Road. This is the home of Go Comedy! Improv Theater.
As I walk into the theater for the first time, I'm skeptical – I've been burned by bad bar improv before, spending most of my time flagging down waiters and trying to lubricate the laughter out with liquor. This crew is going to have to bring their A-game in order to shake this chip from my shoulder. So I grab a Jack and Coke from the theater bar … just in case.
PJ Jacokes, 31, one of the clowns in charge of this comedy circus, describes Ferndale as "a really nice mixture of community and culture." He adds, "I just felt like this would be a really nice place where we could fit in. And from the earliest stages, the city's been very welcoming and very helpful with everything." And this sense of community also extends itself into the smaller microcosm that is Go. Because not only is this cast of 40-some performers a group of good friends, but in true super-group fashion, they've come from the casts of Second City, Planet Ant and the now-defunct Improv Inferno from Ann Arbor to assemble into a veritable Voltron of comedy – gigantic robot battle still pending. The focus at Go is almost purely improv. There's the occasional written show, like Sunday night's Timeless: The Dancical, and a sketch comedy show coming in March (entitled Missionary Accomplished: The Audacity of Hump – just try and tell me that title hasn't piqued your interest), but Go Comedy! mines nearly all of its nuggets of witty gold from the mountain named Improv. More Articles...Page 1 of 3 «StartPrev123NextEnd» |
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